TRIGGER: MENTIONS OF CUTTING AND DRUGS
the light bends
around your pupils
and your iris's shine
with forgotten promises
and white lies
the ocean fails to compete
with the depth
of your soul
and I don't know how
I could ever save myself
if I keep drowning
in your smile
you're like a drug
but not the ones sold on the streets
nor the addiction from a blade
all I crave from you
are sweet lies
and chocolate coated promises
when I'm with you
it's so easy to believe in a future
where I'm alive
and happy
YOU ARE READING
Spilled Ink
ПоэзияThis is just a collections of my thoughts in the form of poetry I guess. It's mostly freestyle. Please give it a read. some pos may be triggering and will state the warning above said poems.
